O Christ, Our King, Creator, Lord

o Christ, our King, Creator, Lord
Savior of all who trust Thy Word
to them who seek Thee ever near
now to our praises bend Thine ear

in Thy dear cross a grace is found
it flows from every streaming wound
Whose power our inbred sin controls
it breaks the bond and frees our souls

Thou didst create the stars of night
yet Thou hast veiled in flesh Thy light
hast deigned a mortal form to wear
a mortal's painful lot to bear

when Thou didst hang upon the tree
the quaking earth acknowleged Thee
when Thou didst there yield up Thy breath
the world grew dark as shades of death

now in the Father's glory high
Great Conqueror never more to die
us by Thy mighty power defend
and reign through ages without end